The FinesseIn the morning, I opened the invitation Morton had given me the night before.
Inside the invitation was a note:
Mrs. Spadros,
I presume you are alone while reading this. If not, do not show any level of surprise or alarm.
Mrs. Helen Hart did invite you to a luncheon, but it is next week, and you have declined because of a prior engagement. She is neither alarmed nor unhappy by your decline; the invitation was a formality urged on her by her father-in-law.
Since I don’t know the outcome of our meeting tonight, I can’t advise you further. If you require assistance tomorrow, travel to the Hart quadrant at the appropriate time and go to the Ladies’ Club. Enter, but do not sign in. Ask directions to the boathouse and visit the gate to dock 36. A maid of your size will be there.
